Silver Moon
Posted: Sun Mar 20, 2011 8:19 am
Because the moon was closer to earth, last night, than it has been for a long time, I thought I'd post this. This poem is what I call an 'elbow' poem. It came to me after a casual glance up one night and .. Oh! the moon... the sky. Flabergasting!
The poem has performed well in competition and was read by Irene Connor to a group of tourists. I am not sure of the location but it was on a guided night work in WA. It has travelled to Germany and UK. (That I know of)
Silver Moon
© Zondrae King (07/07) Corrimal
Oh did you see the moon last night? She wore her silver gown,
with stars, as bright as diamonds, set in her celest-yal crown.
Her escort lifted up her hem to make her passage fleet.
The Milky Way was like a carpet spread beneath her feet.
A smile was gently beaming, broad across her pallid face.
She walked a never changing path so constant in her pace.
Her grand procession crossed the sky and moon glow trailed a line
as sprays of spangles marked her way. The image was divine.
Then drawing close around her was a most uncommon sight
that rare and strange phenomena, a rainbow in the night.
I felt it was a privilege for me to linger there
and see its wondrous colours like a ribbon in her hair.
To hide her face from me there came a lace of drifting cloud.
Serenity was not disturbed; she floated on, still proud.
The shadows cleared and once again the light of moonbeams shone.
The gentle breeze had pushed the clouds and quickly they were gone.
A condensate of pearls was formed, strung on a spider’s web.
An evening zephyr stirred the trees. The tide began to ebb.
A whispering of ocean foam sang love songs to the shore.
The moonlight sparkled on the sand and peace returned once more.
The haunting call of ‘mopoke’ sounded from a hollow tree.
This most familiar, soothing sound was comforting to me.
I felt a warm November breeze caress my weary face
and lay prostrated on a stone within this peaceful place.
As night drew on this spectacle continued ‘cross the sky
and I, in sweet surrender, gave a deep contented sigh.
The pressure of this busy world returned to me too soon
but I was glad I took the time to watch the silver moon.
The poem has performed well in competition and was read by Irene Connor to a group of tourists. I am not sure of the location but it was on a guided night work in WA. It has travelled to Germany and UK. (That I know of)
Silver Moon
© Zondrae King (07/07) Corrimal
Oh did you see the moon last night? She wore her silver gown,
with stars, as bright as diamonds, set in her celest-yal crown.
Her escort lifted up her hem to make her passage fleet.
The Milky Way was like a carpet spread beneath her feet.
A smile was gently beaming, broad across her pallid face.
She walked a never changing path so constant in her pace.
Her grand procession crossed the sky and moon glow trailed a line
as sprays of spangles marked her way. The image was divine.
Then drawing close around her was a most uncommon sight
that rare and strange phenomena, a rainbow in the night.
I felt it was a privilege for me to linger there
and see its wondrous colours like a ribbon in her hair.
To hide her face from me there came a lace of drifting cloud.
Serenity was not disturbed; she floated on, still proud.
The shadows cleared and once again the light of moonbeams shone.
The gentle breeze had pushed the clouds and quickly they were gone.
A condensate of pearls was formed, strung on a spider’s web.
An evening zephyr stirred the trees. The tide began to ebb.
A whispering of ocean foam sang love songs to the shore.
The moonlight sparkled on the sand and peace returned once more.
The haunting call of ‘mopoke’ sounded from a hollow tree.
This most familiar, soothing sound was comforting to me.
I felt a warm November breeze caress my weary face
and lay prostrated on a stone within this peaceful place.
As night drew on this spectacle continued ‘cross the sky
and I, in sweet surrender, gave a deep contented sigh.
The pressure of this busy world returned to me too soon
but I was glad I took the time to watch the silver moon.